louis boi - party at the crib lyrics
[intro: louis boi & bleek]
ayo bleek! wassup?
there’s a party at the crib!
word?
i’mma hit up sayrun, i’mma hit up chill!
i’ll see ya at the spot!
[chorus: louis boi & bleek]
it’s a party at the crib (ladies bring more ladies)
it’s a party at the crib (better bring more bottles)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
[verse 1: bleek]
i’m on a late night creep wit ya honey b
i feel she deserve better, and she agree
that’s why she hugged up, with me
about to ride the d, throw it back girl
rock my world
we at her boyfriends crib, gеttin it in
turnt up to the limit, a n+gga all up in it
knee deep, and to see it at deceit
this a party, at thе crib
yo boy bleek, gettin it in
baby
your a freak, bring your friend
cause them threes, never a crowd in my town
west side until i die, california love
but i’m in oklahoma tonight
in the shady five eighty, where my ex+lady had my baby
a new born harper
i would k!ll for my daughter
i hustle hard
writing these rhymes at the crib
working hard all the time
but tonight, i’m getting f+cked up
red cup on the lawn how you love that?
it’s all going down, tonight
at the crib, yeah i’m getting it in
turnt the f+ck up, all in
[chorus: louis boi & bleek]
it’s a party at the crib (ladies bring more ladies)
it’s a party at the crib (better bring more bottles)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
[verse 2: louis boi]
if b.i.g. louis not invited, then it’s not a party
you know you’re party wack, you ain’t making no noise
i’m always drippin sauce, when i’m steppin in the party
i know alot of people shook, they know i’m packing heat
i got ex pills scattered on the table, for the white girls
eat it up!
eat it up!
eat it up, like candy
spiked the punch, now it’s purple (you know it’s promenthazine)
lean!
lean!
lean!
lean!
lean!
that’s what i’m sippin on!
we got girls kissing girls, throwing money on the strippers
we got bleek on the hook, getting all your b+tches wet
we playing no games, you know we throwing a party
i’m leaned out on the sofa, got your girl giving me head
chauffeur valet my car, my silver mustang
got oxy contin in the back, with lortabs in the front
i’m a hood pharmacist, prescription need filling?
louis boi a o.g, drop top k!lling
drop top sick, got a panoramic roof
panoramic roof, ghost ride the whip
louis boi man you nasty, drop top coup
call me headless horseman, decapitating my roof
[chorus: louis boi & bleek]
it’s a party at the crib (ladies bring more ladies)
it’s a party at the crib (better bring more bottles)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
it’s a party at the crib! (party at the crib! party at the crib!)
[verse 3: chill]
it’s a party, yeah it’s a party
full of bad ho’s, and they all off bacardi
getting drunk blowing tree’s, all off the molly
b+tches giving head, like they just finished college
what we do?, we act a fool
it’s a party n+gga, go and bring your crew
it’s a party n+gga, go and get loose
don’t bring one b+tch, n+gga bring a few
drop it low! (drop it)
now pick it up! (pick it)
do your thing girl, don’t switch it up
haters mad
sh+t let ’em hate
bounce that ass girl, let that ho shake
bounce that ass, like you won first place
like your trynna win it, for your favorite state
hand’s on your knee’s, put it in my face
now that’s a k!ller, and you finna catch a case
left cheek (right cheek)
girl you multi talented
got you in party mode, can’t get you out of it
they way you keep moving, i can tell you like the sound of this
hair did!
nails did!
girl you the baddest b+tch
we taking shots, getting hot
turn up!
so we gonna take alot, add some mother f+cking ex to the pot!
it’s a party, and this b+tch don’t stop
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